Wk3/ Witness (1-1) VS Blue Bayou (1-1)

[Born To Kill]

Ok, Gentlemen, week 3 is upon us...

If reminding is needed...it goes like this...

Check in by Wednesday...or YOU LOSE! No exceptions...
At the time of check in drop the topic you wanna write about...
It can be about anything...this shit is about you, the person, you the writer...
What you have inside you that you wanna get out in written word.
Be it your shitty week, the story of you and your girl...
Your inner-most hatred, your ultimate adventure...
Whatever.
BUT MAKE SURE YOU LET YOUR TOPIC BE KNOWN AT TIME OF CHECK IN.
This is to reduce the chances of you waiting until the last minute...
Then posting up an old piece you wrote 3 years ago.
I REALLY hope you don't do shit like that...please write fresh, aight!

Maximum 36 lines...if you drop more, your opponent can request a DQ...
AND HE'LL GET IT! Please keep these verses fairly quick and easy to read.
That'll keep votes and interest going!

Due Friday, Midnight.

That's all, I guess...please tear this shit up!!!

Peace and good luck!!!
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[Witty]

I'm here.

[Blue Bayou]

Here.
Will edit with topic

[Witty]

Switch Me To Mars

The man in the moon's not hungry, he'll be filled for days
'Cause he used the big dipper, to eat the milky way
He stay's up all night, to enrichen the stars
He watches the world, get's bored....
...so switches to Mars.

But don't look above to find these glitches of ours
when man met sin, they were hitched from the start
We're prisoners, barred, surrounded by a prism of cars
Attacked by love and hate: the Witch and the Czar
Blue lights, New night, Same shit in the bar
People missing a part...of themselves...
.....Smog thick from cigars
I stand infront of the mirror, wiping the fog away
I'm a symbol of society....we all decay
That's all I can say, let's just call it a day
The man in the moon wants to frolic and play
Earth's core burns, drinking napalm....
.....as he swallows grenades
Until we bow to our knees, we fall and we pray
The white knuckle ride, called life, we're gripping
On to the sides, as our rights are slipping
thinning in to the air, we mean nothing at all
That's why these people like to shop at the mall
drink alcohol, until they drop, they just fall
Who's fault is it, that we growl and we hiss?
and cover our problems with a palm or a fist?
We're so solemn, but yet, our only problem is this:
Nobody really lives.....we all just exist
We crawl in the mist....

we're nestled in the yawning arms, of this glistening globe
Waiting for the fall of night, for these tipping toes
forgetting foes, don't snitch, I live in the dark
I don't wanna hear these dogs, and prisoners bark
I gotta ask the man in the moon...
...to switch me to Mars.

[Witty]

Can I get some feed?

[Leonidas]

I'll drop some feed even though you already got the win...

I liked this piece a lot, and it's a shame Blue didnt drop so you could include this piece in a good battle instead of a no show. I liked everything about your piece here. I liked how everything just flowed so perfectly together while still using excellent vocab. The way you wrote it and how short the lines were, and everything else just executed this piece nicely. Very nice drop Witness.

Hit up me battle with Cry please.

[Born To Kill]

Witness WINS, 2-1

Blue Bayou LOSES, NO SHOW, 1-2